Bliss Disco Testo

and time stands still for a while... while we try to dance while we try to... float in time until some scorn... is flying by while we shake our legs and bang our heads... in ecstacy and sometimes out of time.. feel superior and fine for a while... we live in our square inch of land and we breathe our square inch of air untuil some U.F.O. of hate will drill holes into our minds... we bang our heads against the wall and sometimes out of time and we see clearly for a while in the bliss disco, bliss disco